I woke up one day in a state of chaos. My heart was pumping at Bullet Speed and my nerves were practicing an impromptu salsa. I knew I had hit something familiar, yet new in intensity.
The complexity of the Modern World engulfs the most intelligent species on Planet. Hurricane, Tornado, or Cyclone, whatever you may term it. This havoc is the chief cause of suffering.
What matters is your mind. But do you know your mind?
How a Thought can make or break your life?
Let me recite a short poem to put you in the groove. Put on your Headphone or your evil self and hum with me.
Oh mind, Oh mind
Forever in agony, you viciously bind
Ah! The pain, the suffering, the daily grind
If only I could find a way
To reset and rewind
Oh mind, Oh mind
What power do you hold within
A creator and A destroyer
Abyss and Infinity
Sometimes, you seem so pretty
But mostly, you make us lose our sanity
By amplifying images as vanity.
This wasn`t exactly Shakespeare's sonnet but I hope you get my point
Let us dive deeper into this abyss of Truth.
Chapter 2:
End of All Suffering
My Goal in life is to smile at Strangers. On most occasions, you meet kind reciprocation while at times, you do get a cold response. Life is a strange reverberation of undulating emotions and experiences that catch your neck.
Some stay in your neck as an Albatross others vanish in the thick polluted air of the city. I walk past the familiar scenes of my neighborhood yet every day gives me new stories. People are funny but they don`t know it. You can only capture true humor when you observe from a curious eye. There is Saint Cobbler named Dayanand in our Town. Last night, a horrific hurricane destroyed his workplace.
I must say, though it was only 3 feet by 3 feet in dimension the space was artistically aligned with an Idol, an incense stick, and a decorated cushion. Each morning, this graceful being used to bring one Vadapav and a flower to start his business. But Alas! Nature hits the poor, the hardest.
Dayanand despite watching his workplace in ruins, still managed to ignite the ravenous ruin and make it graceful by his sheer will to survive another day with a smile and a heart. Such are real inspirations, I see on the road.
So what exactly is suffering? Is it all in the mind or there is a real pain to endure? When do achieve eternal peace or is it just a socially constructed term like Democracy?
As I glance further into the abyss. My imagination gets the better of me and I pen down my heart`s yearning into another poem.
Stepping into the Unknown
The Dichotomy of life
Is vivid in every essence of existence
The Sun and The Moon
The Dry and The Storms
The Black and The White
Darkness and Light
Yet with honest inquiry
One Opens a majestic pathway
Either be Dull and Stay
The air feels exhausting,
The Greens look lesser than a Green
Slowly but surely losing its sheen
You Wonder, where is the real beauty
It is, in an exploration of the Unknown
New discoveries …
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